Sorry her lot who loves too well
Heavy the heart that hopes but vainly
Sad are the sighs that own the spell
Uttered by eyes that speak too plainly
Sorry her lot who loves too well
Heavy the heart that hopes but vainly
Heavy the sorrow that bows the head
When love is alive and hope is dead
When love is alive and hope is dead
When love is alive and hope is dead
Writer(s): Arthur Sullivan, William Schwenck Gilbert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
